Luyện nghe bài hát Highway Café

She was only a waitress in a caf
Poured coffee dusk until dawn
But she was heart broken twenty hours a day
For she longed for her trucker gone

"I'll make you the corned on rye"
She'd sing a gleam in her eye
The headlights burning
The big were turning
Her sweetheart would bye and bye

He'd park his great semi off Route Sixty
She'd blush a sweet little sigh
For at half past eleven he'd in the door
And he'd order a beef on rye

"I'll you the corned beef on rye"
sing with a gleam in her eye
The was blaring
His soft were staring
The corned beef would bye and bye

All the drivers that night, so they say
She'd said her to them all
But when the hands on the clock a quarter past twelve
Her suitcase still in the hall

And the hours by even as the trucks passed by
Out on the
And then two grim highway patrolmen came into the
Shook the rain from their hats and as the girl
Brought them their coffee, she overheard the that they said

"Oh Curly, did you see that old flattened out
Like your damn up by the predicament tonight?"
"Well, d'you know, he jack knifed son of a bitch
Slicker owl shit"

"[Incomprehensible] here, honey"
"Hey man, you suppose that he had a little ol' hog
Waiting on him down the somewhere, do you?"
"Oh, hell, Curly, you know that them truckers they got
To take out a filly at every, every caf from here to Las Cruces"

Now there is a small truck stop on Route Four
If you to be passing by
But there's a trucker who stops in anymore
And a who wished she knew why

"I'll make you the beef on rye"
She sings a tear in her eye
And as her dark eyes are
There's who's listening
In highway caf in the sky

"I'll you the corned beef on rye"
She sings a tear in her eye
And as her dark are glistening
There's someone listening
In that caf in the sky

"I'll make you the corned on rye"
She sings a tear in her eye
And as her dark eyes are
someone who's listening
In highway caf in the sky